I know--it's insane! This blog was once my beloved. We walked on the beach together, hand in hand. I fed it ice cream and chocolate covered strawberries and when it puked on me, I didn't even flinch. It was like we were meant to be, dude! I thought this relationship would last forever (forever = when my Fear Street supply ran out) but then something happened. It became whiny and demanding and jealous when I looked at other blogs that were shinier and prettier than it. It called me bad names and spilled my Diet Coke and ate all my chicken wings. I knew then that the love was slipping away. I desperately want the magic back! I don't think I'll shut this thing down completely. I may not update for a while, though. Then again, don't be surprised if I update right on time. I am but a fickle wench.
While I search for love lost, have a Fear-y weekend.
**UPDATE** I wined and dined the blog and I think we're cool now. So expect a review tomorrow or the next day. Or the next day. Or maybe even *gasp* the next day. Whenever I can get away from doing chores and stuffing my face with chips and reading things OTHER than Fear Street. Yes, I truly live the glamorous life.